Resonance (Cowgirls Do It Better #3)

Prologue

Maddy

I’m kissing my best friend...

I know that sounds like a random thing, and it so is. But also, it’s kinda not.

Because this kiss? Woo, it’s a doozy.

He’s all angry, shoving me up against the counter, hand buried in my hair and gripping on tight like he’s holding onto the bull he usually rides.

A low growl rumbles his chest where my hand is pressed.

His chest that’s grown more sculpted over the years I’ve known him.

The chest I find myself fantasizing about far too often.

The chest I want to snuggle into, to feel shake with deep laughter and expand with lustful breaths as he pounds into me.

The chest I want to scratch and lick and bite.

I want to fuck my best friend.

Right here in the bathroom of The Lonely Bison.

I’m getting wetter from the way his tongue whorls around my mouth. I’m whimpering from how good it feels, and he likes it. He presses into me and I can feel all of him.

Oh yes, he really likes it.

He tugs my hair sharply, tilting my mouth to the side and sliding us deeper into each other.

Deeper into ruination.

Because that’s what this is.

We’ve ruined our friendship.

Now that I know how he tastes, I don’t think I’ll ever want anyone else.

In fact, I don’t think it, I know it.

Fuck.